You are reading a single comment by @General_Lucifer and its replies. Click here to read the full conversation.
  • Reprographics.
    What a tedious, thankless, mindless job it really is. I swore I'd never do twenty years in the trade, and here I am, twenty years later. Same grey box of a room, different mac, different software, same shit.
    My boss uses my soul as a wank rag, mopping out his jizzy navel with my hopes and dreams.
    My workmates are mindless buffoons, drooling on the page 3 of the paper while shovelling bacon into their toothless maws.
    Next to me is a kid with bright ginger hair.
    The funny bit? When he gets stressed, his hair falls out in clumps!
    He gets stressed a lot.
    He's in reprographics.
    I've got to get out.
    If I'm still her next year I'm going to go postal...

About